Heavenly Dragon

This young man is obviously the leader of these people, but seeing his red lips and white teeth, his face is extremely handsome, with peerless youth and nobility, but there is a heroic aura between his two thin eyebrows , its majesty.

Wu Wu took a few glances at the young man, and then moved his gaze to behind him, where he felt a strong aura, this is definitely a first-class master, but there is only a mass of black, blurred I can't see clearly.

And when he was looking there, suddenly two sharp eyes looked at him, and then a thin old man in black robe came out from the darkness and whispered in the young man's ear After a few words, he backed away like a ghost, hiding in the darkness.

The young prince swept around the crowd with serious eyes, and then said: "You are all masters of martial arts in Dali, why are you in such a mess tonight?"

As soon as he said this, the faces of several people present were mixed with shame and anger, and immediately one of them came out and said: "Who are you, are you here to humiliate us?"

"I don't want to humiliate you, on the contrary, I want to save you," said the young man.

"Aren't you with the Shennong Gang? Did the Shennong Gang ask you to come here to intercept us?" Another person shouted.

The young man raised his eyebrows and said in awe-inspiring way: "What kind of thing is the Shennong Gang, how can they call me."

As soon as this came out, everyone was stunned, Zuo Zimu stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "I am Zuo Zimu, the head of the East Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect, I don't know who they are, what is the purpose of intercepting again."

After finishing speaking, with a clang sound, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he stared at him with wide eyes. The long robe was erected, and the black silk shawl seemed to look deathly at home, and everyone behind him applauded repeatedly.

On the opposite side, the young master turned a blind eye to his actions, unfolded a paper fan in his hand and slapped it twice, and said with a smile: "Of course I am waiting here to rescue all the martial arts colleagues from escaping to heaven, so that you will not be poisoned by the Shennong gang. After we get out of here, we will avenge everyone, wipe out the Shennong Gang, and return Dali Wulin to peace."

"We are out of danger, and we don't need your help anymore, everyone, please come back." Later, Xing Shuangqing also stepped forward and said, with his lips tightly closed, looking solemnly at the 500 people opposite.

On the opposite side, the young man smiled slightly, fanned the paper fan in his hand, and slowly stepped back. The moment he stepped back, two figures suddenly rushed out behind him, rushing towards Zuo Zimu and Xing Shuangqing. Skimmed over.

clang

Before everyone realized what happened, they heard the sound of sword clashing. In the darkness, the sword light flickered and the white blade dangled. Zuo Zimu and Xing Shuangqing had already fought with the two opposite people.

The fierce fight only lasted for a while, followed by the shadow of the ax and the shadow of the knife, followed by two muffled impacts, Zuo Zimu and Xing Shuangqing flew back upside down and fell to the ground, Two mouthfuls of blood spurted out at the same time, and after struggling a few times, he slowly stood up and looked ahead.

Everyone followed and looked, but saw two big men standing in front of them, holding a large ax in each of their left and right hands. The whole body was black and I don't know what it was made of, but it looked very simple and thick, as if it had a thousand-weight force.

The other person was thin and holding a single knife in his hand. The knife was very narrow and long, almost like a sword. Both of them stood there motionless with expressionless faces, like two puppets.

"Everyone, we are sincerely saving people, but the two leaders have misunderstood. Now that you have no doubts, please come with us." The young man said with a smile, but there was an undeniable power in his words.

Among the people in the arena, which ones are not famous in the martial arts world, who have never bowed their heads to others, today they were forced to flee in embarrassment, and now they are threatened and intimidated, the anger in their hearts can be imagined.

But looking at the two people standing there like two big mountains, no one has the confidence to fight them, and then look behind the young man, there are several such people, and the four or five hundred trainees around him. A well-rounded dead soldier, so that everyone really can't afford the idea of ​​rebellion.

嗖

Suddenly there were two sounds of piercing the air, followed by two screams. The two people who were standing there like two iron towers just now had their arms pierced by a wooden branch, and blood flowed down the dead branch. , the two of them rolled to the end, screaming miserably.

Everyone was shocked, and looked around in surprise, not knowing what happened, and then looked at the young man opposite, at this moment, he also had a serious face, waved his hand, and the two people behind him He came out and helped the two injured masters down.

"I don't know which expert is here, please come out and let Zhao Lin see his style," the young man who called himself Zhao Lin said loudly, looking around among the people opposite him.

When everyone saw him, they obviously thought that the person who raised the two dead branches was among them. They were all surprised, looked at each other, and started to move.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no answer. Zhao Lin frowned slightly, and said, "Why, is it that your Excellency is still a person who hides his head and shows his tail, and dare not come out to meet each other?"

嗖

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of piercing the sky resounded again. This time, everyone's eyes were concentrated, but they still couldn't see anything clearly. They saw a black shadow suddenly rushing out from behind Zhao Lin, and with a bang, a dead branch fell in response.

In front of Zhao Lin, stood an old man covered in a black robe. His white hair was exposed, his back was slightly bent, and he was holding an iron rod in his hand, propped on the ground.

He stood there, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by black mist, gloomy and bleak, exuding a permeating evil spirit, standing like an evil god, and everyone who was oppressed by the breath dared not speak.

Everyone gasped suddenly, and he slowly raised his head, revealing a wrinkled and haggard face, like old tree bark that was about to die, with two deeply sunken eye sockets, protruding eyeballs, and two ghostly rays in his eyes. Light.

"Your Excellency, don't you dare to come out and see him?" His voice was hoarse and extremely old, and everyone who heard it was horrified, as if they were listening to the voice from hell.

After the words were finished, there was a silence all around, no one dared to speak, not even dared to breathe, but the two eyeballs kept turning, looking around, all looking forward to it.

call

With a whistling, the figure flashed rapidly, like a bolt of lightning slashing towards the old man, with a bang, the energy overflowed, the momentum vibrated, and a layer of dust and smoke flew up.

Everyone's heart suddenly jumped, and they felt the blood surging. They all swayed a few times before standing still. The young man standing behind the old man was not affected by the protection of the old man, but the The hair was also blown wildly by the strong wind.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and everyone saw a man wearing the Dongzong costume of the Wuliang Sword Sect stretched out his right palm and pressed it against an iron rod. Stick, push forward horizontally.

bang bang bang

Suddenly there were several loud noises out of thin air, like thunder, both of them took three steps back, a wave of air swayed from the middle, and everyone who was shocked also retreated.

Nothingness was fully on guard, looking at the old man opposite with a serious face, not daring to have the slightest carelessness in his heart, just for a moment, he felt that the other party's inner strength was like the abyss of the vast sea, unfathomable, the strength of the skill was definitely in Murong Bo's hand. superior.

On the opposite side, the white-haired old man, his deep sunken eye sockets were full of horror. In the fight just now, the opponent's attack was swift, his skill was fierce and domineering, and at the same time he carried a kind of vastness like a flood. , which shocked him. After seeing the age of the other party, his heart was even more violent.

"Young, too young", he murmured in a low voice, there was surprise in it, and a kind of old loneliness, but this feeling disappeared immediately, and suddenly turned into a boundless murderous aura.

Not to mention the astonishment of the two, the people around were equally amazed and inexplicable. When Xing Shuangqing saw nothingness, he was both amazed and clear, while other people who had never seen nothingness were full of surprise and doubt, especially Zhao Lin behind the old man.

I saw him staring at nothingness and looking up and down, his eyes were unpredictable, he seemed to be surprised, he seemed to be thinking, he seemed to be weighing. During this process, he slowly backed away step by step, and then disappeared into the group of people behind him. In the midst of guarding, he continued to watch the two people in the field from a distance.

call

The old man's two turbid eyes suddenly opened, and two solid killing intents shot out, his whole body trembled, his white hair flew up, the iron staff in his hand suddenly lifted, and he stabbed towards nothingness.

The face of nothingness, who was concentrating on vigilance, narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the iron staff that was stabbing from the opposite side, with the sound of the wind, the silver iron staff exuded a faint brilliance in the darkness, simple and sacred, like a pole The scepter that pierces the sky and the earth.

The internal strength of the white-haired old man is unfathomable. This iron rod has fully transported [-]% of his skill. flash away.

Seeing that he was about to pass by the side of the iron staff, the iron staff that seemed to be going straight forward turned suddenly, and the tip of the staff still stabbed down towards his chest.

This sudden change caused the face of nothingness to change drastically. He never imagined that the old man could use the iron staff so miraculously, that he could still temporarily change his moves after using the iron rod with ten successes, and just by looking at it Se is as usual, the breath is not disturbed at all.

Ignoring all these thoughts, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly, the sound waves shook the sky, the sound waves surged, and the clothes of the Eastern Sect disciples on his body were suddenly smashed open, revealing the purple clothes all over his body. superior.

He slashed down towards the iron staff that was stabbing towards his chest. His iron palm was hard and exuded a faint gleam, like a diamond hand, slashing down in the dark night, tearing through the void.